We wanted to keep the light and bright feel in this room, so chose Farrow and Ball Blackened for all of the walls which is fresh but not too cold.
Unlike the kitchen and bathroom, the bedroom didn’t require any structural work.
There was a lot of hideous woodchip wallpaper that needed to be stripped which left the walls in need of plastering, and the ceiling needed endless coats of sealant and white paint to cover the tobacco staining, but aside from that it was mainly decorative.
I still can’t quite believe that I actually have a real life dressing room! Such a ridiculous indulgence, but at the moment we have no need for another bedroom/bathroom or a study, so when I saw this space I immediately thought that my teenage dream could come true.
In theory the bathroom should have been relatively simple to transform, but its small size made it a bit of a challenge.
The kitchen is probably the room that has been transformed the most in the renovation (although it’s a close call with the bathroom) and was also the most major project. I knew as soon as we first viewed the cottage that I would have to take down the wall dividing the kitchen and the dining/living area. It’s a big place and I just didn’t see the point in having so much living space and yet such a pokey little kitchen. P wasn’t convinced originally as he was worried it would affect our ability to use the space as a living room if we needed an additional bedroom down the line and/or when we came to sell, but after some gentle persuasion he saw the light!
After seven months of what can only be described as property renovation hell, on 18th February 2017 we finally moved into the White Cottage.
I thought Paul and I would have a real battle when it came to paint colours, but actually he has ended up being more receptive than I expected to all of my suggestions (ie 50 shades of grey, plus a couple of real bold statement colours thrown in for good measure) and I have been less stubborn than I thought on the colours that I liked but he wasn’t so keen on.
It’s been a long time since I last posted anything, mostly because I haven’t had time/couldn’t bear to spend any more time thinking about the renovation!
There was a period of a few weeks where it all became a bit too much and I couldn’t set foot in the place without noticing something (minor, but seemingly incredibly major) which inevitably made me burst into tears! There were no floors, missing walls, dust absolutely everywhere (including over all of our lovely furniture, which hadn’t been particularly well covered) and progress seemed to be ridiculously slow. Nick the builder then decided that was the ideal time to go on a 10 day holiday, meaning that things slowed down even further. Sockets and light switches were put in the wrong place which upset and annoyed me, and several our beautiful original floorboards were cut badly /snapped which absolutely broke my heart! Everything seemed to be getting worse and worse rather than getting better and it got to the point that I felt sick everytime I knew I had to go round to the house. The most frustrating thing was that whilst all of the hardcore building work, rewiring and plumbing was going on, there was very little that we ourselves could do, and so it began to feel like the place wasn’t actually ‘ours’ anymore.